Rebecca's Secret Part 2

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Rebecca lay in my arms, trembling after the most incredibly orgasm she’d ever experienced. Hell, it was the most incredible orgasm I’d ever experienced and I wasn’t even the one who’d had it! We held one another in the darkness, myself stripped of every article of clothing, Rebecca in nothing but her flannel pajama top. We lay together quietly, simply enjoying being together.

I guess now would be the time for a recap. My girlfriend Rebecca and I had come to Vermont with six of our friends for the weekend. Although we’d been dating for some time, Rebecca had always been reluctant to have sex with me. That night, I found out the reason. Rebecca was a shemale, a woman with male sexual organs, and assumed with good cause that I would reject her. In fact, the opposite had happened. After an amazing session of oral sex with Rebecca on the receiving end, we rested. I knew she would need to recharge a bit before we continued.

“Why don’t you take off your top?” I suggested.

“No,” said Rebecca sullenly.

“Why not?” I asked. She was ashamed of her small breasts, I knew, but I could hardly see how she could still feel awkward considering what had just happened.

“I don’t feel comfortable,” she told me. I had no choice but to relent.

“That’s OK,” I told her. “As long as you’re comfortable, I’m happy.”

She smiled up at me and nuzzled closer against my body. Although I desperately wanted to lick and fondle her sweet, tiny breasts, I was willing to make certain concessions. I also believed she would come around eventually if I gave her time. We continued to lay silently. Rebecca began rubbing her hand up and down my stomach. I could sense she was becoming horny again.

“Remember when you asked if I wanted you to eat me out?” she said into the darkness.

“Yes,” I replied.

“I do,” she told me. “I want you to eat me out.”